The day crawled along slowly.

Sophie, miserable, and in no mood to be around her friends, grabbed her lunchbag at lunchtime and headed outside to the picnic tables set up underneath the trees.

She gloomily bit into her pb & j sandwhich and studied her history book.

" Sophie?"

Sophie turned her head slightly to see Lihn and Marella staring at her with concern in their gazes.

" Hi guys? What's up?" She forced some cheerfulness into her voice.

" Umm," Lihn exchanged a glance with Marella before asking, " Are you ok? Like, what happened with Keefe was terrible, I know, but...know you turned down Fitz too. What's going on?"

Sophie let out a groan. " Oh my gosh, is it really this bad? I need to clear this up. Now." She began stuff the rest of the sandwhich in her bag, tucked her book under her arm, and got up.

" Sophie? Where are you going?" Marella asked.

" To talk to someone."

" Who?"

" It's none of your business!" Sophie snapped. " Will you stop worrying about my life?"

Poor Lihn looked like she wanted to cry. However, Marella was fuming. " Sophie Foster! We care about you! Whatever is making you so unhappy, we just want to talk to you! But you're too stuck up to care about anyone else but yourself and your problems!" 

Grabbing Lihn's hand, she stomped away, leaving Sophie on the verge of tears.

Sophie sniffled the tears away and walked towards the school. Out of her eye, she saw Fitz talking to Stina. They were engaged in deep conversation, but Stina suddenly giggled and  touched Fitz's shoulder in a flirtatius way.

Sophie's own shoulders sagged and she hurried away from the scene.

But suddenly, as she was rounding the corner of the school close to the main office, she found the person she was looking for the most. 

Keefe.

Sophie paused for a second before she walked up to him and asked, " Can I sit here?"

Startled, Keefe looked up. Confusion flitted across his face and he opened his mouth, then closed it. Finally, in a small voice, he relented.

" Thanks." Sophie sat down and pulled out the rest of her pb & j. 

She took a bite, chewed thoughtfully, and then said, " Look Keefe. I never meant to make you angry. Or hurt you."

" Well, you did." He muttered.

" I know how you feel about me, Keefe. But you don't know how I feel about you."

At her words, Keefe looked at Sophie hopefully.

She continued on. " I know you want us to be more than friends. And everyone is pressuring me to choose between you and Fitz. Keefe, I really like you, and-"

Keefe didn't let her speak anymore, for he leaned over and kissed her passionately. Surprisingly,  Sophie returned the gesture. After the kiss, Keefe tried to lean over again, but Sophie put a hand on his shoulder.

" Keefe-"

" I love you, Sophie, I always have and always will..." He broke off and tried to kiss her again. 

In a swift move, Keefe stroked her cheek, kissing her jawline and finally kissed her lips again, not letting Sophie choose whether she wanted it or not. 

And to her dissappointment, Sophie did not know that Fitz was watching.